Back when the whole attempted assault, pitched battle of different factions of cultivators, or… whatever the hell this entire event even was, back when it ended, there were quite a few ways in which I low-key expected things to go.
It wasn't anything major, a product of my conscious thought, more like a set of options that I subconsciously considered as viable ways in which this whole affair would get wrapped up and what would be my place in the process.
If back then, when I sat down on the ground, heavily pouting after the long and heavy task of absorbing a heck of a lot of spiritual energy, someone asked me what would be the most unimaginable scenario that could still, by some freak turn of things, play out…
